Thanks. Yes it is feelings I feel. I am grateful to life for what it lets me know it, that introduced me to such different and, as a rule, such wonderful people. Some of them have been seen for a long time, and now the whole world admires them ....
the elevator out of people: not very young, not very tall, but very charming, with beautiful, lively eyes, a calm and open smile. It goes straight and smoothly, calmly and confidently to me ... and says on this "andalú": "¡Que guapa eres!".
We seem to click on each other's hand and sits down on the chair in the lobby to NTV journalists could begin the interview, which lasted no more 5 minutes and for which I raced at the March snowstorm inscribed on Nevsky Prospect.
In anticipation of the other musicians we continue to talk about Spain, Russia, music, poker ... and communication is so effortless and easy, it was for me a pleasure. No, I talked not with his grandfather, tired of life, glory, and people do not. Before me sat a man, a grown man, confident, calm, and whose sense of self Dignity spread around, creating a friendly atmosphere, a sense that we know the years and in the evenings we sit like that, chat.
bite in Concert Hall, guitar genius ispanckoy immediately goes on stage to rehearse. As later, after a magnificent concert, I was admitted to the maestro, the guitar He had not touched for about a year - a huge break. Self-discipline, instilled him from childhood, when his father forced to engage in for hours, forcing genuinely loving and trusting a son, has remained one of the main qualities of this man. And it is understood that without work, without many hours of "dialogue" with the guitar, can not be the best, made it so.
rehearsal. Maestro, surrounded by six world-class musicians stop playing, and in silence, looking at me, sitting right in front of in the room says: "Guapa! Eh, si tuviera 50 años menos ...", what is everyone's smiles and laughter.
My head was split apart from the pain during the entire concert, and this hour fifty without intermission. However, even in this state, I understand why everyone, even those who do not have the slightest relation to Spain, do not feel for her and her culture one great love, yes it is love that I feel, admire works of this musician. Together with the last chord of the audience, absolutely all Hall, rose to his feet, giving thanks to their applause. I confess that this open, sincere reaction of the Russian public, touched me. The same reaction later After the concert, a few tired me when next to the dressing room guitarist lined up an entire turn, wanting to get an autograph, photograph, gift exchanging flowers ... Lashes, both of us, me with my headache, and the maestro, in principle, are tired of these bursts of enthusiastic, it became clear that the desire to finish procession unites us. It's part of his life, just listeners and viewers - the most important and integral part of his life.
Saturday, the next day. Nevsky "Standing" despite the clear, sunny weather and a day off. Having stood in the mirror, I still reached the hotel to spend a little closer to me who are musicians to the Moscow station. However, the driver somehow took us in Pulkovo. I realized the benefit it has on Ligovsky Avenue and forced him to turn at the earliest opportunities. True to that, our adventure did not end there, as the maestro forgot tickets at the hotel, not only his, but the other musicians. Smoking on the platform, easily and very simply dressed the best guitarist the world, waited with me and fellow musicians, until the problem with the ticket is resolved. And allowed it is strange to the English way. No tickets at the last minute they jumped into the car, the promoter put it in the hands of the maestro pack of bills, saying that they have bought tickets inside ... We wave our hands to each other, the train departs from platform ... a little excitement in my English and then an indescribable feeling one experiences from communication with a man whom you respect and who respects you, it remains in my heart. I hope that in Moscow they all will go well and I hope to meet more than once with the maestro. Who knows, because life is so unpredictable ...
